End. Start.

Our last big hoorah at the Lodge went down in history this past weekend. It was quite exhausting. Arnaub came down Friday, followed by BG and The Dode on Saturday. Claude and Kristi also made their grace known. Mikey K even made the trip, showing up at about 2:30am. I need to find his blog again. It was great to see these cats before I get outta Dodge for a while. T-rent went out in a suitable fashion. Think Casino Night or Ice Fishing if you need a reference as to where his state of mind was. Even I was impressed.
I've been back home for nearly twenty four hours, but I've been bored since about hour twelve. I have made a list of things to do in order to keep myself busy. The hall near my room is lined with piles of clothes to get rid of. It is harder to throw away a shirt I've paid for than one I never layed down a bill for. I need to find a good backpack, one I can travel and go backpacking in.
We are having the last Lodge Party on May 24. It happens to mark the 21st summer of my life, and also will act as a going away party for myself and the Messiah. All are invited, it will be epic in its own right.